Bi, Gay, or Straight - What's Your Sexuality?

Being Out isn’t hard for me. I don’t think it ever occurred out me to truly hide it. My kids are aware, and my co-workers can’t help but be aware. I talk about my girlfriend all the time. Whenever anyone inquires, I just say, “I’m bi,” and smile. I’m so happy to be free, I don’t care what people think. Even my family has come to accept my choices.

It wasn’t always easy. My mother didn’t find out until a disgruntled friend began to bandy about the news that I was moving to Florida to join a sex cult. 

Untrue, of course. I am a Witch, by choice and religion, and so is my girlfriend. We are also Polyamorous, which simply means we are free to explore sexual and emotional attachments with others. We have a live-in boyfriend, and he and our girlfriend have a child together. We are currently considering a Fourth, and he’s pleased as punch with our way of life.

Coming Out is a double-pronged conversation for me. Voicing my  bisexuality usually elicits minimal reaction. The slam-dunk is learning I live with, and love, two people. I know it’s not nearly so easy and comfortable a thing with some people. 

I met a young man, I’ll simply call B. Diva, my girlfriend, and I both have sharp Gay-dar. Gay-dar is the sense of knowing when someone you meet is gay, bi or straight. She and I both got the PING for Gay when we met B. He denied it, though, and threw us both into a mild tizzy. Could our accuracy be off?

Well, I recently ran into B, and he told me, quite happily, “I’m gay, now.”
I felt extremely vindicated. I could trust my Gay-dar after all.

People have come to me and asked how I can be so comfortable as a bisexual woman in this day of conservative legislation of family structure. I don’t have much advice, honestly. I’ve become so much less concerned with what people think that I just don’t pay attention to censure. The only advice I can give is to be honest with you first. If you can’t come Out to you, it will be impossible to do it with your family.